September
2, 2015 – Wednesday
For the first time in a long time I had a dream about Dad this morning. He was so young and so full of life. I was fussing to him about the person that cuts my grass had cut down my milkweed plants. Dad did look good oh… not sure what he told me because Cody jumped up on the side of the bed and I realized I had over slept. I wonder what triggers dreams like this. There’s nothing special about the dates and I didn’t do anything yesterday that I would have triggered it. There’s times I wish I knew how to trigger dreams like this just so I could see them again.
